Our Innate Human Goodness Poem by RIC BASTASA

a chicken egg
is thrown to you
by instinct
you must catch it,

same thing with
a lost kitten meowing
for help on the
busy street,

you have to take it
to your house and
feed it,

even a helpless newly born
pink skinned
mouse,

you see, the theory is this,
that kindness and compassion
visits you
in the guise of all
there miserable creatures

as you said,
same pain, same fear,

and it will be same
empathy that
automatically grows
in that
barren garden

we always wish for
flowers...